[ He's not the tallest of his siblings — the indignity of having his baby brother tower over him by nearly six inches having long ago ceased to sting — Charlie is nonetheless one of the quickest on foot, having perfected the skill of striding with purpose and determination with the air of a Bludger on a mission that makes people leap out of his way. When he's not paying attention, he tends to slip into that way of walking no matter where he is, cheerfully barreling his way through an empty forest and the crowds of Diagon Alley alike.
With Luna at his side, the way he's walking is all he can pay attention to, since the path they're taking isn't particularly wide, and the way Luna has her hands in the pockets of her jacket makes her elbows poke out enough that they brush against him every other step.
He has a bizarre urge to offer her his arm or something equally ridiculous. She's the one of the two of them that has any idea where they're going. ]
Most of them are just regular tents, [ he admits, shrugging with his hands still jammed in the pockets of his jeans. ] Hermione's fixed mine up for me, though, don't tell the others. She's a real gem, that girl. I've told Ron if he ever fucks it up and they split that I'd marry her just to keep her in the family.
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With Luna at his side, the way he's walking is all he can pay attention to, since the path they're taking isn't particularly wide, and the way Luna has her hands in the pockets of her jacket makes her elbows poke out enough that they brush against him every other step.
He has a bizarre urge to offer her his arm or something equally ridiculous. She's the one of the two of them that has any idea where they're going. ]
Most of them are just regular tents, [ he admits, shrugging with his hands still jammed in the pockets of his jeans. ] Hermione's fixed mine up for me, though, don't tell the others. She's a real gem, that girl. I've told Ron if he ever fucks it up and they split that I'd marry her just to keep her in the family.